Chapter 9 - Mastering the Cracked Stone Fist!

Chapter 9: Mastering the Cracked Stone Fist!

"The energy input is interrupted, and the transformation is aborted!"

 In the cabin, Zhao Heng was a little helpless when he heard the tone of the dice.

 In order to transform the Cracked stone Fist, he put all the remaining more than 50 mysterious crystals into the light group.

 I also saw with my own eyes that the cracking stone boxing technique has changed from "low-level Fanpin" to "middle-level Fanpin".

 Unexpectedly, after the upgrade of this cracked stone fist, it can continue to strengthen.

 You know, the Qingsong Jue of the intermediate level of Fanpin has only been strengthened to the advanced level of Fanpin, and it has reached a perfect state. Can the cracked stone fist also be strengthened to the advanced level?

 Although he wanted to transform the cracked stone Fist to the end, Zhao Heng no longer had Xuanjing.

 After the reinforcement was suspended, Zhao Heng picked up the cracked stone fist, which had been streamlined several times, and read it carefully.

 Just after reading it again, Zhao Heng had a refreshing feeling.

 Compared with the original split stone boxing, the perfectly transformed split stone boxing method has become easy to understand.

 The obscurity of the convergence of many moves originally required cultivators to constantly ponder and study, but all of them are succinctly pointed out here.

 Even the line of qi and blood running in the body, and the picture of the boxing technique, are perfectly displayed.

 If the previous cracked stone fist was a huge treasure, it would take Zhao Heng's continuous research to open the layers of doors and get the treasure.

 The modified version of the cracked stone fist is to inform Zhao Heng of the location of the treasure key.

 He only needs to get the key and open the door to get the treasure. The difficulty of the two is not the same.

 "Try how effective the cultivation is!"

 Zhao Heng couldn't wait to practice according to the content of martial arts.

 He moved his steps and opened his boxing frame. His fists moved like rolling stones and his steps were like shooting stars.

 Zhao Heng was in this narrow dormitory, maneuvering and punching constantly.

 At the beginning, Zhao Heng's boxing skills were simply in vain and very incoherent.

 But as time passed, he became more and more focused, and his boxing movements gradually became coherent and natural, and he gradually had a sense of smoothness of "flowing clouds and flowing water".

 Zhao Heng's punches became faster and more powerful. The whole person was like a top, maneuvering sharply, and the shadows of the punches were connected into one piece.

 "Hoo hoo hoo...!"

 In the room, there was a faint fist wind whistling.

 Zhao Heng's muscles, bones, internal organs, and even the qi and blood in his body were completely mobilized at this time, achieving a mysterious resonance.

 This state lasted for a full period of time.

 When Zhao Heng's whole body became hot and red because of this high-intensity exercise, it was like a boiling "boiler".

 Zhao Heng's eyes suddenly flashed, and his fist burst out like a flood of broken walls.

 "Hi!"

 He blasted out a punch and hit the earthen wall of the wooden house directly.

 "Boom...!"

 I only heard a muffled sound, the earthen wall shook, and a depression one inch deep was blasted out.

 After Zhao Heng's punch was blasted out, strands of white mist appeared from his mouth and nose, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

 He only felt all over his body, even his toes were soft, and his whole body seemed to be prostrated. The sweat soaked his clothes in an instant, faintly bringing out some silt-like impurities.

 Nevertheless, Zhao Heng was extremely excited.

 Because of the depression in the earthen wall, it proved that he had already started the cracked stone fist.

 In just a short period of time, a martial art was introduced. If this matter is introduced into the sect, I am afraid it will cause a huge sensation.

 But Zhao Heng knew that if he let others know that he could transform his martial arts skills, he would never want to be at peace in this life.

 Collecting the transformed version of the cracked stone fist in person, Zhao Heng's first thing was to take out the dry food stored in the dormitory and gobble it up for a while.

 Just getting started with the cracked stone fist at an extremely fast speed consumed a lot of his physical strength, and he must replenish it immediately, otherwise his body will easily leave hidden dangers.

 And this meal ate more than half of Zhao Heng's stored dry food.

 Looking at the empty pockets and the few dry food left, Zhao Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

 In order to be able to quickly improve his strength, he emptied his family this time, and even eating became a problem.

 However, Zhao Heng is not worried either. He has made up his mind to continue to take on out-of-office tasks from tomorrow.

 Not only to earn the mysterious crystal, but also to sharpen his strength. Now that he has successfully entered the cracked stone fist, he even wants to hunt some mysterious beasts.

 Hunting mysterious beasts is very dangerous, but the rewards are also the most generous.

 "There are only 20 days left, which is the handyman assessment. I must be fully prepared!"

 ...

 At the same time, a quiet room in Handyman Peak.

 Deacon Liu had a gloomy face and ordered several handyman disciples.

 "These days, keep an eye on that kid Zhao Heng for me. As soon as there is any wind and grass, come and tell me immediately.

 If he dares to go out of the sect, you will follow him. Once you have the opportunity, you know what to do, right?"

 "We understand, Master Deacon!"

 ...

 Three days later, Yuhuazong was in the dense forest at the foot of Niujiaoshan Mountain in the southwest.

 Zhao Heng was walking alone in the mountains and forests. He had been out for three days and had completed a number of sect tasks.

 Even when walking in the wild, Zhao Heng was masked in a black turban and wore an unmarked plainclothes.

 Not for others, walking outside, hiding your identity and appearance is the first priority, so as not to be remembered by your enemies and get angry.

 After driving cautiously for a while, Zhao Heng found several herbs needed for the task on a low slope.

 He was overjoyed and was about to step forward to pick it.

 "Swish...!"

 Suddenly, on the hillside ahead, the weeds flickered, and a dark shadow rushed towards him.

 Now Zhao Heng is already a seventh-tier martial artist in the quenched physical realm. When he heard the movement, he reacted quickly and dodged sideways.

 Two figures staggered past, Zhao Heng looked back and saw an animal with erect ears, shaped like a fox and a hound, grinning at him with extremely vicious eyes.

 "Foxhound!"

 Zhao Heng recognized at a glance that this was a low-level mysterious beast.

 The mysterious beast and the warrior in general, there is also a hierarchical division. The low-level mysterious beast refers to the level 1-3 mysterious beast, which corresponds to the acquired warrior's body quenching, bone forging and dirt refining realm.

 In the area of Niujiaoshan, there are basically low-level mysterious beasts active.

 The foxhound Zhao Heng met was a first-class mysterious beast, not weak in strength.

 But Zhao Heng was not afraid in his heart, instead, there was a faint sense of excitement.

 In the past few days, he has always wanted to find a mysterious beast to practice his hands, but he was as cautious as him, and worried that he would encounter too strong mysterious beasts, so he killed himself instead, so he never rushed up the mountain.

 And now the lone foxhound encountered is also of moderate strength, and it is a suitable opponent.

 More importantly, the skin of a foxhound can be exchanged for five mysterious crystals, which are of attractive value.

 It seemed that Zhao Heng's bad intentions were also noticed, and under the fierce eyes of the foxhound, there was also a hint of vigilance.

 One person and one beast confronted each other for a long time.

 "Roar...!"

 Finally, the foxhound was impatient and rushed towards Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng's hands were quick and his eyes flashed sideways again, but the foxhound refused to stop and pounced one after another.

 Zhao Heng dodged continuously, rolling back and forth on the grass in the forest, narrowly avoiding the foxhound's claws several times.

 His behavior undoubtedly stimulated the ferocity of the foxhound even more. At the same time, he also believed that Zhao Heng was not aggressive, and boldly rushed towards Zhao Heng.

 This time, Zhao Heng also dodged sideways, but while dodging, he blasted out a punch that had been gaining momentum for a long time.

 "Cracked Stone Fist!"

 The fist brought a whistling wind and blasted towards the foxhound's waist fiercely.

 The foxhound was taken aback, and its body could not avoid it in the void, but it still used its strong coordination to twist its body and resist the punch with its shoulders.

 "Boom...!"

 With a muffled sound, the foxhound screamed, and was directly blasted out a few meters away.

 "It's done!"

 With a blow, Zhao Heng was overjoyed, but saw the foxhound roll over and get up from the ground again.

 Although there was blood faintly overflowing at the corner of his mouth, it was clear that his fierce appearance had not lost his combat effectiveness.

 "It can actually resist the cracked stone fist."

 Zhao Heng sighed in his heart that the body of the mysterious beast was really not comparable to that of humans.

 After Zhao Heng's heavy punch, the foxhound not only did not retreat, but became fierce, roared, and rushed towards Zhao Heng at extreme speed, with fangs and sharp claws, and attacked Zhao Heng.

 Zhao Heng relied on his flexibility to dodge, plus the cracked stone fist to fight against him.

 Although he hit the foxhound several times in a row, he only injured him and still failed to kill him. On the contrary, he had several decorations on his body.

 Zhao Heng was depressed in his heart, and when he saw the foxhound roaring and rushing again, he put out both fists, but he spilled into the air.

 "Huh...!"

 Two large handfuls of quicklime spilled directly into the foxhound's eyes and nasal cavity....

 The human "biological and chemical weapons" suddenly made this foxhound learn to be a human being, rolling all over the floor in pain.

 Without saying a word, Zhao Heng pulled out the black golden leopard head knife from his waist, and went down a few times, causing the foxhound to be completely killed.

 After the battle, Zhao Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

 "It seems that it's better to use Yin tricks."

 Treat the foxhound carcass slightly, peel off the fur and claws, and stuff it into the package.

 Zhao Heng did not leave immediately, but used a leopard-headed knife to quickly dig a round pit on the road where he came, and inserted a sharpened bamboo pole in it, covering it with branches and soil.

 After all this, Zhao Heng climbed up a nearby big tree, lay on the trunk, and adjusted his pranayama.

 After waiting like this for about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Heng faintly heard some movement not far away.

 He immediately lowered his body and looked into the distance through the gap between the branches and leaves.

 I saw a young man wearing the costume of a handyman disciple of the Yuhua Sect, who was sneakily following the route he had come, groping forward, as if he was tracking himself.

 Zhao Heng recognized the person at a glance, who was also a handyman in the mining area, the dog leg next to Liu Hong.

 In fact, as early as Zhao Heng received the task and left the sect, he found that someone was following him, and he also knew the purpose of these people.

 At this moment, without saying a word, he lay on the branch of the tree, watching the man approach step by step.

 In the end, he stepped into the trap.

 "Puff!"

 "Ah...!"

 The young man fell into the trap, let out a scream, and gradually disappeared.

 Then, Zhao Heng jumped down and came to the front of the pothole.

 He took out a few mysterious crystals from the opponent's body, dumped some corpse powder, disposed of the body, and then filled the pothole with soil.

 After all this, Zhao Heng said helplessly: "Don't blame me, I was born with little courage. If you want to harm me, I can only kill you and let you settle down. It's the only thing I can do."

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